remember?”
“They’ve only been engaged for like five minutes.”
I knew he was going to react this way.
I knew he thought Slayde was getting married too young. I put my hand on his chest, looking him in the eyes. “Well, here’s the deal. They are getting married this weekend, and you will be there. End of discussion.” I pecked his lips and went back to packing.
“But … ”
“But nothing, Zac Price. Reschedule your meeting. Jeremy and your father can do it without you.”
“So, we’re all flying down in a few days?”
“No, tomorrow.”
He shook his head. “No, I need more than twelve hours. It’s an important meeting. I can’t just not show up.”
“Fine. You don’t have to go tomorrow, but Taylor and I are. The wedding’s not until Sunday.”
“Fine, Brady and I will come down Saturday.”
“Friday. And no Brady,” I corrected him.
“No Brady?” he shouted. I had known this was going to be a big issue with him too.
I turned back toward him, grabbing his hand. “No, Zac. Brady acted a fool last time they were together. This is their wedding. Brady is a bit of a wild card at the moment.”
“And I understand why.”
“Well, I don’t.”
“Lexi, we can’t not take Brady.”
“We aren’t taking Brady, nor are we telling Brady, for that matter.”
“I am telling Brady!” he shouted. “I’m not letting him find out his whole family flew off on vacation and hid it from him.”
“That’s not what I’m suggesting,” I stated calmly.
“Look, I listened to you last time and didn’t tell him about Colorado. That blew up in my face.”
“I’m just suggesting letting Slayde tell him.”
“Slayde’s obviously not going to tell him, Lex, and by me not telling him, it looks like I’m taking sides. It looks like I’m saying what Slayde is doing is OK.”
“Why isn’t it?” I was about to lose my cool.
He threw his hands up in frustration. “He obviously thinks he’s wrong or he’d have told Brady himself.”
“Let’s agree to disagree here. I love Brady, but Brady has no claim on Arden. It’s been years since they broke up, and he was at fault.”
“I agree with all of that, which is why Slayde should have told him. It looks like he’s hiding it from him.”
“This is none of our business. I don’t like that the boys aren’t seeing eye to eye on this any more than you do, but we need to let them work it out.”
I knew Zac was going to tell Brady, and I understood why. I just really didn’t want anyone fussing about all of this right now. It wouldn’t change anything, and it was really pointless.
Arden really didn’t care that much about all the girly-girl stuff. She wasn’t high maintenance by any means, and she let me take over the wedding planning—which was fine by me. Her mother wasn’t involved in her life at all, as far as I could tell. She’d spent the majority of Arden’s graduation ceremony and celebratory dinner glued to her phone. She even left before our food arrived, without even telling us good-bye. Not only was it rude, I worried about how it made Arden feel. She didn’t act like it bothered her at the time, but I had to believe that it really did. Maybe she was used to it. But that made me even sadder.
She had asked me what I thought about her not inviting her mother to the wedding, and I really hadn’t known what to tell her. When I asked her why she didn’t want to invite her, she finally admitted that she didn’t think her mother would really care to come. I figured she knew best, and if she didn’t need her mother present, then that was OK with me.
I spent a lot of time with Arden in Saint Lucia the few days leading up to the wedding, and she really seemed excited. I was glad to see that because I knew Slayde wanted this more than anything. She did ask me if I thought they were rushing into it, and that really worried me at first. But then she said she was just concerned about things getting hard with her starting
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